tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84093434379689170412024-02-21T07:07:18.633-06:00what can I say?a bookworm gone chronicelizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-38580405580849997592017-11-20T11:50:00.001-06:002017-11-20T21:30:38.536-06:00what they don't tell you in doctors' offices
they'll never tell you that
half the time they don't know
what they're doing.
"that's odd," they'll say
and send you to another doctor
who will tell you the
exact same thing.
they want to help
but sometimes its easier to be puzzled than to care.
it's not their fault.
really.
people are supposed to work a certain way
and you're the abnormal one out of a hundred.
but they don't elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-79431201631956589272017-10-31T20:05:00.000-05:002017-10-31T20:05:18.522-05:00a year in music : x
o c t o b e r
click here for a spotify playlist! some of the songs I loved this month weren't on spotify, though, so click on their titles for youtube videos!
i. red right hand
[ nick cave and the bad seeds ]
ii. with
[ nu'est w (jr solo) ]
iii. when he sees me
[ waitress soundtrack ]
iv. o sole mio
[ sf9 ]
v. wolves
[ selena gomez ]
vi. no thanxxx
[ elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-13937957620801156182017-10-09T10:27:00.000-05:002017-10-09T10:27:12.654-05:00interlude : the weeper
across from me, the weeper pounds his fist against the steering wheel as the windows slowly fog over, the midwinter chill protesting our warm human presence. he wears only a thin red shirt, his arms painfully bare, but he doesn't shiver. his teeth don't chatter--they grind. he looks drained, exhausted, in pieces.
"I hate this," he says in beat with his angry fists. "I freaking hate this."
elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-35488944410112997862017-09-29T16:10:00.001-05:002017-09-29T16:10:49.824-05:00a year in music ix
s e p t e m b e r
click here to be magically transported to a spotify playlist of all these songs
i. honeymoon
[ b.a.p. ]
ii. every new day
[ five iron frenzy ]
iii. highlight
[ beast aka highlight now gosh dang it CUBE ]
iv. bad liar
[ selena gomez ]
v. mic drop
[ bts ]
vi. i won't let you go
[ switchfoot ]
vii. roll up
[ fitz and the tantrums ]
viii. elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-24627939064050558402017-09-22T13:36:00.001-05:002017-09-22T13:36:22.540-05:00prologue : the sleeper
in my dreams, the sleeper smiles, and the sun crawls out into the mid-winter sky, its veil of wispy gray clouds slowly easing away.
source
it hits me then, like a knee to the chest, the utter force of that smile. I haven't seen it in an unforgettable time, and yet...I still manage to forget its brightness.
we sit on a grassy knoll, the sleeper and I, and we say nothing. there's nothing toelizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-84557012858341739772017-08-28T07:07:00.000-05:002017-08-28T07:07:39.385-05:00a year in music viii
a u g u s t
click here to be magically transported to a playlist of all these songs! <3
i. iris
[ the goo goo dolls ]
ii. so far gone
[ thousand foot krutch ]
iii. this is your life
[ switchfoot ]
iv. more than useless
[ relient k ]
v. sorry
[ the rose ]
vi. the valley song ( sing of your mercies )
[ jars of clay ]
vii. everybody lost somebody
[ bleachers ]
elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-70510329356104244142017-08-11T18:31:00.003-05:002017-08-11T18:31:43.095-05:00summer vibes : music editionthese voices were the soundtrack to my summer. hope you enjoy. also, you get a gluten free cookie if you get the reference (I was an emo thirteen year old once, don't judge me)
click here to be transported to a spotify playlist of all my favourite songs from this summer <3
+ all time low +
I never liked all time low. I mean, I listened to them when I was like seventeen and elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-82098305451216099412017-07-31T19:34:00.000-05:002017-07-31T19:34:32.244-05:00a year in music : vii
j u l y
click here to be transported to a magical spotify playlist of all these songs <3
i. shine forever
[ monsta x ]
ii. the river, the woods
[ astronautalis ]
iii. orphans
[ jack's mannequin ]
iv. fast pace
[ seventeen ]
v. i'm not sorry
[ dean ft. eric bellinger ]
vi. fool's gold
[ fitz and the tantrums ]
vii. the eve
[ exo ]
viii. battle elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-8422296849970556692017-07-24T21:18:00.003-05:002017-07-24T21:18:45.336-05:00those left behind : the introduction
you know the characters. you love the characters. you've told me so many times yourself.
but you don't know the story.
not yet.
***
Matthew North is trying desperately to be normal. to pretend that everything is okay. but it's not. his world is tumbling around in pieces around him, and all he can do is find himself at the bottom of the swimming pool, until the hurting stopselizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-15418094591036771762017-07-17T16:56:00.001-05:002017-07-19T09:17:14.852-05:00books I will never readnever is a strong word. whatever.
Elle did a post on this a few weeks ago, where she talked about the books that she felt no desire to read/had strong opinions about they shouldn't be popular in the book community. and as someone with lots of strong opinions, I really liked that idea and therefore decided to copy her idea (but you should go check her post out, because she has a lot of good elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-47987633697288868942017-07-14T13:40:00.000-05:002017-07-14T13:40:02.929-05:00keeping secrets is really hardhello all.
source
that sounded really ominous in my head, and I'm not really sure why. but fear not--this update post is not ominous at all. there's just a few little things that I wanted to share with you all, especially since I've been holding onto these secrets for a while now.
I'm REALLY bad at keeping exciting news to myself, guys. it's a serious problem.
source
so remember elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-34212907161436151552017-07-08T13:46:00.002-05:002017-07-08T13:46:41.510-05:00summer vibes : the anime editionis it really summer if you're not watching anime?
for me, it isn't.
although I've been on a huge supernatural binge lately (heh don't ask me how I managed to jump from season five to season eleven in a month...I'm not even sure how that's physically possible...), I'm still making time for anime. because anime is just so perfect for summer, especially the romantic comedies. they've always got elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-42968833419891738932017-07-05T20:33:00.000-05:002017-07-05T20:33:35.798-05:00healingthis was the summer.
the summer before it all went to hell. the summer where I thought I found myself but instead ending up losing all the pieces most precious to me.
the summer my grandmother died. the summer I went on adventures. the summer I made decisions.
we went to North Carolina for vacation and a wedding. it was ten days full of sand, board games, and the ocean. I remember it elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-88016352055661249752017-06-30T16:48:00.002-05:002017-06-30T16:52:51.060-05:00a year in music : vi
j u n e
click here to be transported to a magical spotify playlist of all these songs <3
i. zero
[ infinite ]
ii. wild heart
[ bleachers ]
iii. intro; + easy love
[ sf9 ]
iv. wannabe
[ hyoyeon ]
v. victorious
[ panic! at the disco ]
vi. angel on fire
[ halsey ]
vii. don't take the money
[ bleachers ]
viii. like a elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-59789279843916072272017-06-07T13:20:00.002-05:002017-06-07T18:40:03.385-05:00a w a y
your fingerprints
left
maps on my memory
everywhere i go
i
see traces left by
you
you're permanent
irremovable
a stain on my 'idyllic' youth
on my life
i don't hate you
i just wish
we had been
just a little less stubborn
in all our different ways
i wish your traces
would just
fade
a w a y
this is the road
we walked down
together
what felt like every other day
you didn't understand
my parents
elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-16374482242330934612017-05-30T09:56:00.002-05:002017-05-30T09:56:39.373-05:00a year in music : v
m a y
click this picture to be directed to a spotify playlist of all these songs (except for KNK's) <3
i. caught in the middle
[ paramore ]
ii. shangri-la
[ vixx ]
iii. some
[ nils frahm ]
iv. no one knows who we are
[ kascade, swanky tunes, LIGHTS ]
v. seranade in e major for strings, op 22 : II. menuetto
[ antonin devorak ]
vi. wonder if
[ yong junhyung, ft. elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-16365672496157937672017-05-07T12:17:00.000-05:002017-05-07T12:17:09.217-05:00a year in music : iv
a p r i l
click this picture for a playlist of all these songs <3
i. ninano
[ minzy ft. flowsik ]
ii. brand new
[ ben rector ]
iii. anybody have a map
[ dear evan hansen ]
iv. palette
[ iu ]
v. love is
[ teen top ]
vi. she's a baby
[ zico ]
vii. sophomore slump or comeback of the year
[ fall out boy ]
viii. sincerely, me
[ dear evan hansen ]
ix. elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-46164447058746752132017-04-20T11:43:00.001-05:002017-04-20T11:43:36.622-05:00cor : beginnings
a handmaiden carefully painted the curves and hollows of her eyes with red, the color of blood and wine and all fine things. the brush tickled Bryony’s skin, a dusty powder settling deep in her throat, making it hard to breathe. everything made it hard to breathe--the tight boned waist of the dress they’d squeezed her into, the pins digging deep into her scalp, the unsettling weight of elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-11441354216648736852017-04-05T10:44:00.001-05:002017-04-05T10:44:32.952-05:00a year in music : iii
click this photo for playlist of all these songs! <3
i. i'll be yours
[ girl's day ]
ii. black sun
[ death cab for cutie ]
iii. 6am
[ fitz and the tantrums ]
iv. beautiful
[ monsta x ]
v. love drunk
[ boys like girls ]
vi. crooked teeth
[ death cab for cutie ]
vii. wake me up
[ bap ]
viii. never ever
[ got7 ]
ix. elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-40325088770681273802017-03-18T18:11:00.000-05:002017-03-18T18:11:09.159-05:00ttf5-my_first_and_my_last.
"tell me more."
my mother used to say that all the time. on the days where I was the only voice jabbering away in our tiny yellow home, she would smile at my stories and listen closely as I told her about my adventures. her attention told me they meant the world to her, even though they were just stupid little things blown up in the world of my imagination. maybe they did mean that much to elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-56977896989359721672017-03-07T09:09:00.002-06:002017-03-07T09:09:27.053-06:00what color?
imagine a world where the judicial system as we know has been destroyed. in its place stands a collection of data and information that is constantly scanning the emotions and tendencies of the populace in order to calculate the possibility of someone committing a crime. when someone's crime coefficient and emotional hue rises above the ordained level, they are tracked down and taken out. elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-23550197220330855622017-03-04T18:10:00.001-06:002017-03-04T18:10:21.070-06:00ttf4-alternate_universe.mp3
I'm half asleep when something--a finger, a branch, a talon--scritches at the window above my bed. the lights are off, and my eyes are squeezed tightly shut, but I still roll over with a groan. "It's open, you idiot."
because I know it's not a tree or a claw prying its way into my room. it must be a perfectly ordinary finger, its nail painted a shiny coal black.
the scratching stops, elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-12397555871744974942017-02-28T11:18:00.003-06:002017-02-28T11:18:50.568-06:00a year in music : ii
f e b r u a r y
click picture for playlist of these songs <3
i. machine
[ misterwives ]
ii. chase me
[ dreamcatcher ]
iii. yesterday
[ block b ]
iv. something just like this
[ the chainsmokers and coldplay ]
v. hand clap
[ fitz and the tantrum ]
vi. don't recall
[ kard ]
vii. spring day
[ bts ]
viii. the walker
[ fitz and the elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-66413379904516948942017-02-11T11:05:00.001-06:002017-02-11T11:05:10.143-06:00ttf3-the_eyes_of_a_city.wav
+ halloway +
they walk on my streets, alive but not really living. content to waste away and become stagnant shells of all that they've been. they whine and complain about the constantly dreary skies above them and the bare, bony earth beneath, but they never once wonder if maybe it is their own despondency that has destroyed the spring and the summer and all brightness of life.
or maybeelizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8409343437968917041.post-56381526816785078162017-02-03T11:03:00.003-06:002017-02-03T11:51:03.162-06:00cling hardit's been a week.
and it's only thursday. funny how that works.
nothing has been hugely terrible about this week--no death, no illness, no sudden loss of anything drastically important--but my soul has been heavy and my body has been tired. there's a lot going on in the world right now, and I desperate want to stay informed and a part of what is going on, because that is important to me, butelizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08338140927446963972noreply@blogger.com3